Twisted thoughts

[Intro: Iso] Stay high Stay faded with all these [Hook] Twisted thoughts around me Twisted thoughts around me Those twisted thoughts around me Twisted thoughts around me Those twisted thoughts around me Twisted thoughts around me Those twisted thoughts around me Twisted thoughts around me Those [Verse 1: Iso] Everybody and they mama claim they know me All because of rumors and some made up stories Fuck that, I'm the nigga that'll straight up call me Nutbag, with a case of the Jason Voorhees They said. "Take it back." That gangster rap I'm Doc Dre and Jack The Ripper, how gangsta's that? Niggas not fuckin' with me, they ain't I swear I don't chase dreams my nigga, I chase nightmares Grey Nikes Airs with the all black dickeys Hoes on my tip snortin' all that Iggy Whip it in the kitchen like a callback, did he? Ya lady wanna give a nigga ballsack hickeys Leanin' out the window with a spark, that's witty I go geek squad with a small mac-mini I'm Raw like Eddie but we all act gritty like Come into America, you know I had the semi Nigga wish he would try beefin' with the hardest I wish a nigga would like a genie in the forest Internet thug 'til I creep in ya apartment Like a bearskin rug if I'm sleepin' on the carpet Mainstream rappers and you gon' be the target Same thing labels always thinkin' they can market They know what time it is like Public Enemy I'm the old-school Tech N9ne, fuck the industry What's the enemy? Someone who don't bust as sick as me? Mad cause I got his girl mouth to bust this Hennessy Do I really need a doc, what the fuck is hickory? Couldn't pay my bills, where the fuck is Hillary? Pickin' up a syringe like was there anything? Got enough artillery to clear the vicinity Anybody want a problem, they can come and get at me Fuck it, the nuthouse gon' come eventually with these [Hook] [Hook with vocals] I got fucked up shit that's in my brain a lot So I smoke a lot and drink a lot, Yeah I got fucked up shit that's in my brain a lot So I smoke a lot and drink a lot , Yeah [Verse 2: Iso] I'm a ghost town nigga, but they prolly want me dead still Lookin' like the Matrix when I'm bustin, fuck a red pill I don't wanna get into ya head but this lead will You goin' nowhere fast sprintin' on the treadmill Everybody wanna be a killer 'til they friend kill In a minute, niggas get they head to the anvil I done dig dirt deep, hardly in a standstill Pop another hydro, what the fuck's an Advil? At will, I'm a bad boy with the Toolie Double eye club, hell lookin' for the Julie Everybody tune in cause a nigga loony Spittin' at their cards and they prolly like, "Sue me" Ya girl wanna do me and I don't mean shoot me Shmurda that hoe, yep, tossin' up your floosie All black clack flat, call her Paul Mooney Make a nigga face sack lookin' like droopy Do we have a problem at a reply? Jack boy, steady snatch a nigga out his Levis Bitch get it too, yep, lookin' at her ringside She would let him live, I don't know, let him decide Jeez, I been goin' in on this shit Even poltergeists are feelin' this shit Like B.o.B, I'm still in this bitch Like kidnappin' a ho, I'm stealin' this bitch Ay, give me the spliff or you mentally finna be skitzed Like the interlude, nigga, he sick Really these freaks tell Iso, "Tickle me pink" sort of like that Kimberly chick Please riddle me this, G code I be stickin' to her like gorillas, we finna be, bitch I don't give a shit about you niggas that get softer than soliloquies with ya weak energy, bitch These [Hook] [Hook with vocals] [Verse 3: Twisted Insane] Yeah, man, I'm on, incredible Hulkin', made it bulk up in the federal I wasn't chewin' on the vegetables I eat the pussy, put it on a platter, doesn't matter if it's edible Goin' up out of my mind, I need the big bad bee boo Post up with a bad bitch, take a stop, coulda been two Met the bitch's brother and, thought everything cool But he wanted to come through and Do-Do-Do-Do Nigga, that's really what it is everyday in my life, this shit brazy An 80s baby who grew up sicker than rabies The opposition got a proposition, will I fuck with it? Maybe But most of the time, everybody turned out to fugazi And I'm okay just actin' with the mandible All you people turned me to a cannibal And now you niggas cryin' like a bitch While these motherfuckers wolfin', I dismantle though Tell me how a nigga figured that I won't bust this here pistol Move when I put two and I'm gonna bust this here issue Dismiss you, you gon' have to go and get some tissues And hide deep in the closet when the monster come get you That's real, lost up in a mi casa turned crazy Drunk as a skunk on the daily Mind is brainsicker than rabies Then what the fuck you ever gave me? I use the alcohol even though I know it's not conducive to the shit I do daily Top of the roof, Geronimo Jump, land up on a ho, and maybe fuck up my Mercedes All the niggas want life But in the future there is only death Jumpin' off the roof without a net It's funny how you sit around and think of what's next When you only have [Hook] [Hook with vocals]